Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy (remix)

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Snoop Dogg:

Wake up, out my bed
I'm in a two man with my homie Lil' 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case they gave me
God, I wonder can you save me?
I'm only eighteen, so I'm a young
a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm gettin' stuck
But that's the of G, I guess
Ese's way deep, two in the chest
Best run brothers is droppin' quicker
Ugn, too late, damn, goes another nigga
Bouncin' off the walls, them dogs
Gettin' rep as a young hog
It nothin' like the street life
You be strapped with your shank
Cause no fist fight
So I I gots to handle mine
Since I did the crime, I to do my time

We run game in the
We gets in the ghetto
We gets in the ghetto
You might get stuck in the
Lil' Boy

Dr.

Now I'm holdin' the dub, on swoll
years old, up for parole, stroll
I'm up on my feet with my mind on the money
That I be makin' soon as I touch them
Things done on this side
Remember they used to thump, but now they blast,
But it no thang to me
Cause now I'm what they a loced ass O.G.
The little homies from the with grip
Are the I get with cause I'm down to set trip
Nigga, I'm bigger you, so whatcha wanna do?
know he had a twenty-two
Straight behind his back
I his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the with blood on my hands
I didn't
How a nigga so young bust a cap
I to be the same way back
I guess that's I get (for what?)
For tryin' to the little homies for they grip

Snoop Doggy

Somethin' for the O.G.'s to get with
Some made our made
Now you runnin' but I'm
every single day, really doe
You know me, I'm the smooth
for my homie
No need in be uncalm, if you pack
And learnin' just enough to your sack tight
Late nights, I wonder what they get in
Early mornin' on the corners, they hittin' for?
young G's put they serve down
In a G ride, where they swerve now
Not about what's really goin' on
Got crept on, stepped on, now they
I spent four years in the
With but convicts around me
But now I'm back at the
And we expose for the youth to survive
Some think it's wrong but we tend to think right
So all them ends you can make
Cause when you're broke, you break, it out
So ain't no need for mama to trip
Cause you's a hustlin' ass youngsta, your grip

Lil' Boy

That's the life of a G, I
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That's the life of a G, I
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